She Got It featuring Tay Dizm, T-Pain

[Intro]

J.U.S.T.I.C.E. League {*echoes and fades*}

Yeah, 2 Pistols...

T-Pain, "She Got It"

[T-Pain]

Ahhhh, YEAHH

Yeahhh, HEY~!

[Chorus: T-Pain]

I know she got it cause she lookin at me like she want it (want it)

She drop it low, make me wanna throw some D's on it (HEY~!)

Whatever it is you cain't stop it

Cause she get low, when she on that pole, and that lets me know

She got it (she got it) she got it (she got it)

She got it (she got it) she got it (she got it)

Ooooooooh! (she got it) she got it (she got it)

Whoahh (she got it) shor-tay (she..got..it)

[2 Pistols - overlaps last line of Chorus]

Ay, supermodel, lemme holla at you for a second...

Excuse moi, let me talk to you for a second

Lil' mama so fine she got the whole squad sweatin

Damn, how you fit all that in them jeans?

Was the question that I asked followed by let me buy you a drink (drink)

Young boss baby, I treat'cha treat'cha to the finer things

The neck bling, wrist bling, wedding ring - nah~! I'm playin

Might light you neck or your wrist

But'cha gotta ride nice dick and uhh, take trips with the bricks

She got it (she got it) she got it (she got it) that's what Pain said

Them other niggaz lame man, lil' mama I got the game plan

2 Pistols, me and you boss

I make it happen while they talk, ridin 6's while they walk

[Chorus]

[Interlude: T-Pain] + {2 Pistols}

Ooooh (HEY!) ooooh (HEY!)

She got it (she got it) - {she got it, she got it}

Ooooh (HEY!) ooooh (HEY!)

She got it (she got it) - {she got it, she got it}

Shorty know she's got it (HEY!) got it, got it (HEY!)

She got it (she got it) - {she got it, she got it}

Shorty know she's got it (HEY!) got it, got it (HEY!)

She got it (she got it) - {she..got..it)

[2 Pistols]

Damn she bad (damn she bad) damn she thick (yes indeed)

Five foot five, hazel eyes, redbone you da shit

Make a nigga wanna stop and stare, I just wanna pull your hair

Freaky shit, kinky shit, but we don't need to take it there

I'm a young boss girl, let me upgrade ya

He's a worker, I get work out, what you 'bout girl

Trips to Venice (Venice) what's the bid'ness

Bet this, Swiss your digits, and the rest is history

[Chorus]

[Tay Dizm]

I see my superwoman, nobody cain't do it like she can

And she got it, I'm tellin you like nobody YEAH

And I love the way she talk them lames out they dreams

Bestest thing in fresh Louis with the matching jeans

And I love the tatted down baby, I'm your fit

Can I be yo' appetizer, yo just her and me

Oh, she's on tonight, the baddest in the club

I grab that ass when she give me a hug cause

[Chorus]